Character Description

For writing this week we had to write a description about a person that means a lot to us but we don't live with.  We had to describe their face, hair, skin, voice, character and what makes them special to you or what they are known for.  We also had to add similes. I did it on my Grandpa.

His frail  skin wears a little more every day. The skin on his hands are rough due to him working long hours involving hands on work such as using the chain saw and lifting wood. His wrinkled skin reflects his age and he has one blind eye.

Grandpa has sharp whiskers which are always trimmed down neatly like the grass in summer. His thin grey hair is wearing away . He has a blistered nose which looks very sore.

Grandpa owns big machinery liked a loader and a 1.7 ton digger.  He operates big machinery for his job.  He has three cars a Ute a 5 seater car and and old fashioned car with an adjustable roof which is pretty impressive. After a long day at work he often goes to the pub for a drink of beer. Grandpa knows how to play the bagpipes, he doesn't play them that much anymore because he runs out of breath.  Grandpa has a variety of  colorful chickens and also has  two cats named Smudge and Tiger who dart away  whenever we go to his house.  Grandpa has a deep voice. When he talks he is calm and assertive.

Grandpa is very kind because he brings us fizz and lollies every Sunday. He often goes and chops down trees for people in the weekend.

Grandpa has a twin who chopped off grandpa s finger by accident  when they were young when they were out splitting wood.  

Once Poem

Today our criteria was to write a poem in a specific genre and do it from a character's perspective of the book we were reading for our novel study. I did it from Felix perspective when he had just found Zelda the previous night and had taken cover in the hay stack, but in the morning a party of Jews were on the road. I hope that you enjoy reading it and tell me if there is anything I can improve for next time.

The haystack was hard enough it had,

Sharp hay stabbing,  a thick hedge and damp fields surrounding it,

An unlucky crowd was staggering past, nasty natzies were rushing them and a small notebook was luring unwanted attention,

A worried boy was thinking, a tough natzie was aiming and a scared little girl was sitting still,

Scared, frightened terrified,

Doing everything important.

Novel Study 100WC

Today we had to write a 100WC about the next three chapters of our book. For this we had to write in a characters perspective, today I wrote in Felix perspective. I hope you enjoy reading my 100WC and find it interesting.

The year is 1942. My parents had sent me a full carrot in my soup I knew it was a sign they were looking for me. So I have set out on a journey to find my parents and save their books from being burnt by the Natzies. I escaped from the orphanage pretty easily because the nuns had left the gate unlocked from when the Natzies were here before. I walk down the mountain side. At the bottom I go into a deserted house to change my clothes so that people didn´t take me back  if they saw me.